The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 78: Old Sun’s Call for Help_1

Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Old Sun’s Call for Help_1

Zhu Qing waved a broom around — hitting the muscular man over the head while ducking and avoiding his pursuit.

Despite several strikes to his head, the man was riled up but unable to grab Zhu Qing. She was spry and swooped around like an elf, effectively using her broom to ward him off.

Suddenly, he stopped chasing and seized the right opportunity to grab the incoming broom, intending to pull Zhu Qing closer. Just then, a fist descended from above.

The man staggered a few times before finally collapsing. He didn’t get up again.

"Bastard..." Zhu Qing, who was previously frightened, was now indignant. Even though the man had fainted, she continued to fiercely smack his face with her broom a few more times.

Zhang Xian, on the other hand, had also finished off the last standing muscular man. He interrogated coolly, "Who sent you here?"

"It...was Young Master Ping who sent us." The man stuttered in response.

He had been terribly frightened during the fight as Zhang Xian had single-handedly overpowered the seven of them. In less than a minute, they were all defeated.

"That Zhou Ping?" Zhang Xian raised his eyebrows, throwing the man to the side, "Scram, and make it quick."

The man didn’t dare to delay. After helping his unconscious companion up, they all dashed off, faster than ever before.

"Brother Zhang Xian, are you okay?" Dong Qian crawled out of the car and asked with concern.

"Those were just some petty goons. Why would I be hurt?" Zhang Xian shook his head, "It’s late, you should go home. It’s not safe for beauties like you to be out alone at night."

"I...I’m not a beauty!" Dong Qian blushed, lowering her head, her heart fluttering with happiness.

"Not a beauty, huh?" Zhang Xian paused, "Then you must be the opposite, an ugly girl."

"Ah..." Dong Qian looked up, her face getting tenser.

"Haha." Zhang Xian lightly brushed her button nose, "I was just teasing you, my Qianqian is a certified beauty."

Finally relaxing after hearing his words, the affectionate gesture from Zhang Xian made Dong Qian indescribably happy. But thoughts of Mo Shaoyun made her feel uneasy, her heart pounding with anxiety.

Watching Zhang Xian flirting with Dong Qian, Zhu Qing felt utterly annoyed. She huffed and stomped off into the house.

"Brother Zhang Xian, I’m leaving!" Dong Qian winked at Zhang Xian before hopping into her Aston Martin.

Zhang Xian nodded, watching as she drove away before turning around and leaving.

...

In a rented flat somewhere in Tiandu City...

Zhou Ping was livid when he saw the battered men he had sent out running back to him. He jumped up and shouted angrily, "How did you end up in such a mess?"

"Young Master Ping, that guy Zhang Xian is good. We couldn’t beat him." One of them replied sullenly.

"Damn it, good at what?" Zhou Ping snapped back, "You seven big guys failed to deal with one lad?"

"Young Master Ping, that lad is too strong. Even if we had fourteen guys, it wouldn’t make a difference!" The man warned, visibly shaken.

Seven men losing without a chance to fight back. How big was this gap?

"Really?" Zhou Ping asked, frowning.

The man nodded vigorously. Their injuries were proof enough.

"Damn it, this can’t continue!" Zhou Ping sprang to his feet, pacing back and forth a few times before motioning the seven men to form a small circle.

After hearing Zhou Ping’s plan, the seven men nodded seriously and left immediately.

Zhou Ping sneered and lounged on his couch, "I can’t believe I, Zhou Ping, can’t handle a kid."

...

At Bishui Villa, beside Lijiang in Tiandu City...

Xie Wuming sat in his rocking chair, staring at the distant Lijiang with a frown, his mind filled with frustration.

Wu Que, who had been with him for five years, finally left, leaving him feeling restless. His ability to maintain a major deterrent force while staying behind the scenes for many years was largely due to Wu Que.

With Wu Que by his side, even amidst the unpredictable world of the Tiandu underworld, no one would dare to get in Xie Wuming’s way. He could rest easy.

Now that Wu Que was gone, despite his solid strength and seven daggers on hand, he didn’t feel as secure as before.

"Boss, what are you thinking about?" Fu Meiting asked as she walked over.

"Meiting, how is the situation with Zhang Xian?" Xie Wuming asked with a smile.

"To be honest, it’s quite challenging." Fu Meiting frowned, "Boss, we seem to have underestimated that guy, Zhang Xian. He always feels very mysterious to me, unpredictable."

"How so?" Xie Wuming became interested.

"Zhang Xian has several incredibly beautiful women around him, which I find abnormal." Fu Meiting said.

"Oh, is that so strange?" Xie Wuming laughed, "Zhang Xian can produce antiseptic medicine. He must have some secrets. It’s not surprising that he has several women around him."

"Boss, you haven’t seen those women. One named Mo Shaoyun even makes me uncomfortable. Her aura is extremely powerful. Despite years of experience working with you and controlling several large industries, I feel like I have no advantage in front of her and was being controlled." Fu Meiting said.

"There’s a woman like that?" Xie Wuming straightened up, surprised.

He is well aware of Fu Meiting’s capabilities, or else he wouldn’t entrust all his businesses to her.

So far, Fu Meiting’s performance has been exemplary. She’s managed his various industries very well. She is one of his most competent assistants.

If a woman can make Fu Meiting feel uneasy, he has to take her seriously.

"Hmm, my intuition tells me that woman is terrifying." Fu Meiting nodded, "She is like a tigress. She doesn’t show anything. But once she does, it’ll definitely be shocking."

"Did you look into her?" Xie Wuming asked.

"Her identity is not a secret, there’s no need." Fu Meiting said with a bitter smile, "She is Mo Shaoyun, the heir to the Mo family’s Tiannan Group in Yanjing. In Yanjing, she controlled the entire Tiannan Group and dominated the entire business circle there. I’m not particularly worried about Mo Shaoyun’s identity, but her capabilities. She is really terrifying."

"She really is a troublesome person." Xie Wuming furrowed his brows, "If she’s from the Yanjing Mo family, why is she in Tiandu?"

"She is Zhang Xian’s fiancée." Fu Meiting said surprisingly.

Xie Wuming’s face twitched unnaturally, then he said in a deep voice, "It seems that this matter is getting more complicated, and more interesting."

"Boss, do you think we’re being too reckless?" Fu Meiting asked, "I feel that Mo Shaoyun appearing in Tiandu must be because of Zhang Xian. Even a woman like Mo Shaoyun chased from Yanjing to Tiandu, Zhang Xian can’t be ordinary. If our plan goes well, good. If anything goes wrong, I’m afraid it would involve the Mo family."

"Your consideration makes sense." Xie Wuming nodded, "But for now, we don’t need to use force on Zhang Xian. As long as you proceed smoothly on your side, I will give you a little help. Zhang Xian will cooperate with me obediently. And, as the saying goes, a local snake can’t be pressured by a strong dragon. Even if the Yanjing Mo family is strong, it won’t be so easy to trouble me."

"Well, I’m just saying." Fu Meiting nodded, "Also, it seems there is a discord between Mo Shaoyun and Zhang Xian. I don’t know the reason, but I can make this a breakthrough. As long as I get the relationship between Zhang Xian and Mo Shaoyun tense, it would be as if I have toppled Zhang Xian’s backing, and even pushed him to a position opposing the Mo family."

"Then, because Zhang Xian is isolated and weak, he will have to take the initiative to rely on me." Xie Wuming said with a sinister smile.

...

The next morning, Zhu Qing left for work after breakfast.

Zhang Xian and Zhu Wen, having nothing to do, sat in the clinic, watching TV and chatting.

The peak period for antiseptic medicine had passed, and they didn’t do much publicity. Not many people knew about it. Because of the harm of some bad advertisements, the current propaganda methods also didn’t have much effect.

Moreover, the price of antiseptic medicine is high, and ordinary people wouldn’t spend over ten thousand yuan to deal with a minor scar. Most of the customers were females.

"Ding dong..." The phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Zhang Xian took out his phone and saw a strange number. He hesitated for a while and picked it up, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Young Lad Zhang?" A voice came from the other side of the phone. An old voice but full of authority.

"Ah, it’s me, Zhang Xian. Who is this?"

"Ha ha, I’m glad it’s you. I’m the old man you saved in the cold drink shop last time."

"Oh, it’s you!" Zhang Xian laughed, "Old sir, why did you suddenly call?"

"To be honest, I am a bit unkind. Last time, I was too busy with work to thank you properly for saving my life."

"Can we skip the formalities? Just tell me straight." Zhang Xian laughed.

"Since you say so, I won’t beat around the bush." The other side laughed, "You should remember the old man who was with me last time, right? He has a heart attack and is being treated in the hospital. I wonder if you, the little divine doctor who can cure cerebral hemorrhage, can cure heart disease? If you can, I’d like you to help me out."

"The patient has already been sent to the hospital. It’s not appropriate for me to interfere, is it? Shouldn’t you send him to me instead?"

"No problem, I will inform the hospital. I will be responsible for any consequences. I am quite confident in you."

"Really?" Zhang Xian looked contemptuous, "Are you insulting your own intelligence or are you insulting your own intelligence? If you really trust me, why do you insist on me going to the hospital?"